Lucky Lovers Novels & Stories

Even though Lorenzo had sincerely professed his love for me countless times, because of the hundred-million-dollar buyout, I couldn't shake the feeling our relationship was a transaction. But then he placed a pigeon's blood ruby ring on my finger. The gem glittered in the sunlight, shining with a light as red as blood. "This is the symbol of the Vitale matriarch," Lorenzo said gently. "From now on, you hold the same power I do." "Half of my legitimate businesses, the ports, the casinos, the hotels, have all been transferred to your name." I looked at him in disbelief. Lorenzo just smiled, a dangerous curve to his lips.

I really hope I won't be among the unlucky ones, as I really need a mate. Lady Eleanor raises a hand to silence the growing murmurs. “Furthermore, those who will have been rejected by their chosen mate and will have not found another to mate by the day’s end will also be eliminated." She adds quickly before any complain murmurs can arise. "And for those fortunate enough to be mated and accepted by their mates, goddess Isolde grants you a final blessing, a chance to journey to the Island of Luck, where you may seek her favor and win her three wishes." Then with a graceful nod, she concludes, “That is all. Now, please form a line to receive your white stones.”

They are now both facing each other while under the ray of light coming from the window. Then Lark resolutely made up his mind and he kneeled on one knee while looking up facing Earth. His action of kneeling surprised Earth but he didn’t stop him. “Let me formally introduce myself to you, I am Lark knightly, from the clan Effulgence, a believer of the bringer, the destined Guardian of the Coin of Destiny. I humbly request a pact of loyalty, and I swear to protect and follow your lead even if it cost my own life” Lark said while looking him in the eyes as he request pledge loyalty.

wine," Tara stared at the glass, she trusted a man for the first time, "okay, I won't drink either," luck "can I ask you something," Tara "yes, that will put us in hand with my question, "Luck" Why don't others like you? " Tara “it's not that they don't love me, we just don't have the same interests, they are also very different, in my house we are taught that we must respect humans, since loyalty hangs by a thread, apart, I would tell you something , more, but the walls listen, we will leave that for later, the other thing my grandmother the goddess Hestia has instilled in us that we will only have one partner, for life, we are good looking and sometimes people for not giving labels are Th

Lena nodded slightly, signaling that she was listening, though her throat was too tight to speak. A dazzling ring, nestled in a blue velvet box, had somehow appeared in Alaric’s hand. The diamond sparkled with a brilliance that seemed to flow like a constellation of stars, radiant and mesmerizing. Alaric swallowed, trying to steady his nerves. "I’ve loved you since we were young. But because of how we started—always against each other—we took the long way here." His voice softened. "But I’m grateful—grateful that the person who grew up with me, who competed with me for first place, was you. Being with you is the luckiest thing that’s ever happened to me."

Brad cut Zayne off mid-sentence and said impatiently, "I promised you I'd let you see your lover, didn't I? Well, here she is, right in your arms. "You do know I'm not running a charity here. You're a funny one, young man. I've decided to sell all three of you together. You can all reunite in hell!" Reagan's smile froze. Thinking of the torture she would endure at their hands should she stay, she shoved Zayne forward and pointed at him frantically.

*Liam* “That's all for today, I guess,” I said as I slid into the backseat and looked at Ryder who was already seated and waiting for me. “Yes,” Ryder confirmed as he ticked off the schedule on his iPad. We just exited the venue for the last table read for Love unscripted. I glanced at the script placed on the hand rest in between us and picked it up. I ghosted my fingers over the intricately written title on the front page— Love unscripted.

“It only comes to town once a year.” “I don’t know. Aren’t those for kids?” “No way!” Nicole scoffed, hand over her heart. “Well, not just for kids. Are you saying you’ve never been?” I shrugged. I’d been to other carnivals before, but apparently this one was special. Nicole leaned closer, elbows on the tabletop, textbooks forgotten. “So you don’t know about the Lover’s Ferris Wheel?” “Now you lost me.” “Legend has it that any couple who kiss at the top of the Lover’s Ferris Wheel are destined to be together forever.”

Taking a breath as the next card calls, she draws a smile as she speaks. “The lovers.” Lighten up and quite a bit, she relaxes her stance and she read the meaning. “Represents the two souls that the heavens draw together from the very beginning. Their lives will never be in rose, as things and scenes will try and break them apart. But to destiny’s will and fates command, just who would have the right, and power to fulfill such scheme?” Continuing the howl of the deck that represents each individual she knows.

"A love that defied the odds and forged a bond strong enough to withstand even the darkest of times." As they continued to explore the contents of the box, they uncovered a series of scrolls intricately bound with silken threads, each one bearing witness to the love story that had transcended centuries of hatred and prejudice. With bated breath, they unrolled the scrolls, their eyes scanning the handwritten passages that recounted the trials and tribulations faced by Draven and Lysandra, the star-crossed lovers who had dared to defy the norms of their time.